Kellin.

Ch 18

Kellin walks into school and he notices that Vic hasn't shown his face.

It's actually bugging him.

No Kellin. He thinks to himself. You don't care.

He pushed Vic to the very dark, cold corner of his mind and walked to his locker.

When he opened it, a piece of paper fell to his feet. With a sigh, Kellin picks it up and opens it.

I'm very sorry for kissing you (btw you're a really good kisser c:) and if you accept my apology, meet me out on the football field during lunch,
Your favoritist person, Vic c:

Kellin sighed as the bell rang for first period.

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Vic laid on the bleachers sadly. He was about to cry, honestly.

Lunch was over in two minutes and Kellin hasn't shown up.

His poor heart is broken and he doesn't know how he'll go on without Kellin in his life.

His boring and realist views of people intrigued Vic.

When the bell rang, Vic sighed as sat up but he almost fell backwards when he saw who sat next to him.

"You came." He whispered.

"I did." Kellin replied as he sat next to Vic.

"Are you mad at me?"

"I wouldn't be here if I was, Vic."

"Right." Vic said as he looked down.

Kellin exhaled loudly and turned to look at Vic. "Look at me."

When Vic turned his body to face him, Kellin stared into his confused brown eyes and decided that he'd better get this over with.

With one more deep breath, Kellin closed his eyes and kissed Vic on the lips. He could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks but he needed to do this. But just as quickly as he leaned in, he pulled away.

"Wow." Vic said with a dopey smile and a dazed look.

"Come on." Kellin said as he stood up.

"Where we going?" Asked Vic as he followed Kellin to his car.

"Somewhere."

And that somewhere happened to be Kellin's room, where they ended up making out for a few hours.